PARADISA LOST

[ Albus is writing away on a piece of parchment at his desk. he's pretty engrossed in what he's doing, so he doesn't quite notice the sudden appearance of a door across the room. a little while later, however, shuffling noises catch his attention, and he looks down. Dro is awake, and he's looking at the door, making a quiet rumble ]

Dro? What is... ah.

[ he joins Dro in looking at the door. he's pretty sure what this mean, but to be sure, he flips open the journal browses for a quick minute.... yep.

the babies are back.

aaaaaand yeah, he's hurrying over to the door with his journal, now. as expected, it's a child's room, furnished with a small bed, and Kendra, at least a year older than she was the last time he saw her, is sitting up in it, yawning, and rubbing her eyes ]

Papa, I'm hungry.

[ he stares at her, and then smiles, walking over to pick her up. he missed her, okay. ): his voice only shakes a little ]

Well, we can't have that, can we?

[ ooc; feel free to hear him being sentimental :x ]

( Delirium )

( Castiel )


[ dictated ]

It's been a while since I've taken a good look around the Satis tower. When last I did, we were almost empty. Now, we're near full. A belated welcome to the castle, my new neighbours, and everyone else who's joined us recently.

[ added, a bit later. written ]

Gellert Grindelwald is no longer with us.

[ with that, he needs to clear his mind a bit, so he goes up to the roof. with him are a six-foot tall Arcanine and a pretty birdy who looks like he's seen better days. dull feathers, a few of them fallen out. still pretty, though ]

[ dictated tensely and quickly ]

Apologies and thank yous will come later. But Zoe, I will say once more; I will never be more thankful for being hit over the head.

For now, if anyone is hurt or in need of assistance, please do not hesitate to say. I'll be there right away.

The town is also in considerable distress. If it can be given, any assistance would be much appreciated. There are many people injured. The most affected areas are immediately apparent [ thank you zelman and verg :| ] but if you need specifics, they will be given to the best of my abilities.

[ fawkes is humming nearby. even if you're tired and weary and pissed off, at least now you feel a little bit soothed? :x ]

[ added later ]

My cottage is rather small, and humble, but if anyone would like a place to stay...

[ Albus thinks that this kissing thing is really sweet and kind of cute. *3* JUST NOT FOR HIM because he has absolutely no wish to be kissed by anyone. at all. too bad for him, huh? he's set up shop in the library, and is at a table with a lot of books surrounding him, most of them about healing magic. he has removed every single bell within a two metre radius. too bad for him that the castle will bring them back soon enough. :3

he's sipping on gin and juice a mug of mulled mead as he reads, and his journal is open next to him. dictated. ]

'Tis the season.

[ a small sigh; he sounds... relaxed, if not cheerful ]

I'm reminded of Hogwarts.

[ ooc; so much for just one or two people XD COME GET YOUR KISSES PEOPLE ♥ journal post as well, of course. P.S. when i stop replying it means i'm gone o/ ]

Who: Albus Dumbledore (lifeandliesof), Dro and whoever. :) Open.
What: Reclining beneath a tree
When: Late evening, 4th November
Where: Paradisa grounds, beneath a tree
Rating: PG. Will change if need be.

( Albus didn't spend enough time outdoors anymore. )

[there's a small sound of contentment, the sounds of stretching, and a little thud as Albus throws down his quill, and picks up the journal to dictate]

If there is a line, I think I crossed it quite a while ago. I feel like I haven't spoken to my friends in ages! [can you hear the smile, and slight guilt in his voice?] Purely my fault, I'm afraid; I was caught up in work in my room, then busy with our findings beyond the borders, only to come back and find myself with a roommate, (thank you again, Ken, for accommodating me) and then to throw myself back into work again.

[there's some whining, and whuffy sounds. Albus laughs]

Oh, yes, it's partially your fault too, Dro, but I don't blame you a whit for it. You needed the attention. I'm just glad you're feeling a bit better now, after some time outside and some rest. Isn't that right?

[there's a pause, and a soft growl, which Albus is going to take for a yes 8D he ruffles Dro's mane]

We'll go get you a good dinner in a bit.

[directs himself fully at the journal once again. warmly:]

Now, as for you folks. How are you all doing?

[is in like. a random good mood. 8D even ... more so than usual. talk to him or something]

( Private )

( Gellert )

[some puttering sounds. it sounds like something's bubbling. after a few moments, there's a sigh, and Albus dictates absently, casually:]

Some five, six months of work, all lost. Pity.

[pleasantly] Ms. Sage. I believe you have me to yourself for an evening.

[ooc; loss start. gotta run; be back in a couple hours]